Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray were

"Ah --"

brought her back to her senses.

crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew her

she was stopped by Brody

coldly, frowning.

take the pieces out, he had to cut them in

Would hurt.

of Tracy,

bear to see her in such a

"No --"

touched her hand, she withdrew

almost fainted by the sharp knife, not to mention the knife

the same time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed, because her hand was tightly held by

blood stained Tracy's and Brody's

looked at her eyes, which were full

"You know it hurts?"

none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here.

from the chair to the ground stiffly, her

that Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood

"Have a seat --"

of threatening this

more stubborn than before.

"No --"

her

coldly, "Brody, are you

looked at him ironically.

what he was doing after being reminded by

eyes were as cold as ice. He pulled her to a chair and placed her

about you?

He snorted.

furious that he tightly pressed on her

you up

continued to

it hurt so much

if she was going

"A little bit painful..."

said with

heart skipped a beat when he saw

little pain flashed through her eyes.

she was still

tears in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but

you feel painful,

looked down at her. Then he made up his mind and

the sharp knife at the wound on her palm.

to be stabbed into her flesh. She shivered and her heart skipped

fear rose from the bottom of his heart.

because her own thought was making

well that if the knife was to be stabbed into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on her palm bigger.

"Hmm --"

was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost let out a scream, but she held it

her teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

Brody's hand and

didn't know whether it was her tears or her

knife. He was a little hesitant when

her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried to keep

her lower lip tightly, while the sharp pain in

feel the knife cutting

to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not

finally could not help bursting into

lips were cut and

cry out several

"Idiot --"

couldn't do